Constellations of corpses
hovering hateful hymns
intimate our world dangerous
we smile kisses as if
we'll see each other again
turn it out
id-bunkered silence
turn it out
what on earth
could make you wait so long
turn it out
your baited expectations
turn it out
Hollow snaps of misdirected anger
ricochet pumiceous conrete
you're not a threat like tet
lonely mi lai no one left to cry
Turn it out
id-bunkered silence
turn it out
what on earth
could make you wait so long
turn it out
your haited expectations
turn it out